Like someone who runs to hide by rain without knowing its beauty, I ran by seeing you.
But the thing I failed to realise is that The awesomeness of the rain is only visible in the Summers.
you are the sculptors who carved us as the statue without scattering us.
Sometimes I say why these teachers don't get lost on earth
But you have always been The lost stars which have been found for us To shine over the earth
Once When I failed and cried you came and comforted me calmly You taught me not to get disappointed in life for anything you Made me believe in second chances Even my mom failed to do that once
It's felt like Whatever we see, we believe it's there and whatever we don't see, we believe it's not there but sometimes whatever we see, it will be not there and whatever we can't see, it always is there.
People say A teacher is like Spring. A teacher is like Summer A teacher is like Fall A teacher is like Winter But for me, you always be my other mother
I still remember that day When you said Search for directions not for a boundary Your story should never become the end Make it so beautiful Cause You have no boundary line to end it
I don't know where you will find me after 10 years but I always find you inside the same room where we used to say goood morning teachaaaar.